On July 5, 2020, I woke up incredibly hungover and depressed. I had seen my usual storm of unhealthy coping mechanisms approaching for a while.
The root issue that triggered this round was an inability to run anymore. But really, it didn’t matter. It was the same cycle over and over, just with different details surrounding it.
I could blame this, that, or the other thing, but on this particular morning, I was exhausted from blaming everything but myself.
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